Estella

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The thundering roar of the crowd was deafening as streaks of fading sunlight painted the sky a brilliant orange; and the white beam of the stadium lights illuminated the football feild.

On the green feild, that had been painted with white stripes, the players tackled each other with tremendous effort; and the Quarterback was making a desperate break for the goal to get a last minute point.

A point that should tie the teams before the horn blew for half time.

Every Thursday, and Friday thousands of people would gather at Trumpton Stadium to see our determined team take down the other school's in a battle of skill, and strength.

Our team spirit had given us a large place on the map, and won us many awards for our talented athelete's. Our team was also well known for putting on a good show, so often the games would attracted massive crowds.

Right now the football audience was going berserk over the Quarterback, who seemed to be edging towards the goal in slow motion, as the invisible drops of a light drizzle began to fall.

Very few people noticed though, except a couple with face paint on, who quickly opened up their umbrella's.

Not only was our team spirit good, but the spirit of the fans was strong too.

Often you'd see them decked out in team colors, and wearing the team jersey's. Perhaps that was what inspired the players so much? The team spirit. The crowd then went into a frenzy that sound like the roar of an ocean.

Our Quarterback had scored the point that tied it all just as the horn blared to signal half time.

I confess I wasn't one for cheering til my throat grew soar, but all the excitement drew a few hollers from my throat as I pounded my feet on the ground of the football feild with anyone else on the ground.

Unlike everyone else, I was seated on the field with a small group of kids that had been dubbed the water crew.

The only reason I had joined the annoying group of wannabe's, was because I had been guaranteed a good seat at every game, and to be in the company of my many friend who played for the team.

Other than that it was a waste of time, and a seriously boring contribution. Mostly girls would take the job, because they wanted to get cozy with their football crushes, so when I took it quite a few folks were generally surprised.

Not that I cared though, It was fun sitting on the sidelines, and getting a great glimpse at the cheerleaders; but right now wasn't the time to obsess over that, because the home team was bowing while jogging off the feild.

That meant I had to get up with my water bottle, and be ready for any of the boys passing by. None stopped by me though, all of them were more eager to get out of the growing rain, and into the locker room for a breather.

By the time the last one had skipped in I was sitting back down on the track part of the feild, and watching the band come on with the dance team. I have to say I wasn't one for music, and such but these guys could put on a decent show.